Acetaminophen with hydrocodone

Oxycodone And hydrocodone are both quite licit, at least here in the US and , again here, can’t easily be cut with anything else because they’re pills not powders.
Something interesting about the quaranteam stories is that most comment under their Lit names, not as anonymous.
Keep it up

... a broken foot!!! Fell in a hole and broke bone at base of little toe very badly! Bad news: May need surgery. Good news: Good excuse for writing!! Bad news: I might be high on Hydrocodone. Good news: Sex might be extremely hot!!!

Very nicely done so far. Premise is reasonably believable, unlike most stories here. Your pacing is good and free of extraneous fluff.
I will say this, however: you need an editor. There are a few typo's misspellings, etc, but also a few other small issues; e.g., paracetamol would not be used by someone growing up in San Antonio, or anywhere else in the US. We all know the drug as acetaminophen. There are few more examples such as this, but the story is still rock-solid.
Thanks for the effort.

I very much enjoyed the story, a full 5 stars.
Unlike some, I've no problems with April being a little peeved at the beginning, we can all lose sight of someone's worth occasionally. If she was an ingrate, or it was Charles's grooming, is an imponderable mystery within the story.
Because you didn't make some things clear, or read your own story, or because I'm a pedant.
This was set during the Covid, yet a health centre didn't revert to the default that everything was covid and had a doctor that was free to be dispatched to June within minutes?
In appraising Dr. Satapathy, she was no older than Paul's 39 years, later on Paul is in his early 40s?
Cafés, restaurants sports centres (Paul's dojo) were all open and there is no mention of masks anywhere.
April wearing raunchy underwear for Paul. To be fair, you didn't say Paul's new job was Monday to Thursday, but you did say it was four days per week. I thought Aprils early show on Thursday morning was to prime Paul for the long weekend.
April feeding Paul sushi. No mention made of what had wasabi on it or what was dipped into soy sauce and how Paul told April his preferences. Well, I told you I was a pedant.
The drugs for June were mentioned and Tylenol was included. Tylenol is acetaminophen, which is also used in many cough medicines. Later on in the story, the alternative name for acetaminophen is used, which is paracetamol.

I like your story. Your caveat about discontinuities at the top was way too understated, they were jarring, but I get it. I've been there myself, but please remember to come back and clean up later, you're going to throw a lot of people off.
OK, big problem: Never, ever, ever take Advil and Tylenol together! Ever! Tylenol is Acetaminophen, it's a blood thinner. Advil is Ibuprofen, it's an anti-inflammatory that will also irritate your stomach lining. So between the two, you'll end up with a bleeding ulcer. I think the standard recommendation is to separate them by at least twelve hours, though I just stick to one. So unless you're TRYING to mess Hayley up even worse than she already is (bruised, battered, hung over), PLEASE stick to one or the other.
PS: Yes, this is a pet peeve. Yes, I've personally had a problem with both drugs. Google it if you don't believe me.

An IRL word of caution APAP, (acetaminophen) and alcohol are hell on your liver, short term and long term. Better to take aspirin for a hangover. Hell, by itself, APAP is hard on your liver. I used to get pain meds with APAP in them, which were yellow tablets. The APAP would make me sweat, in abnormal amounts, and non-exertiom, or cold environments.. The yellow die would come out in my perspiration as a brownish-yellow. White t-shirts I slept in during that period have stains around the collars for 2-3 that no amount of bleach or sunshine will remove.
Finally got the doc to get me on something without the APAP, and it's such an improvement in my comfort level; I'm not always sweating, or going through 3-4 shirts a day when I do anything milder active.
GeoD

I'm like a lot of other readers; I can't understand why some people go into such detail trying to point out every single error. Hell, I've written some stories sitting in a pick up truck at six in the morning after a night's work; a couple I wrote while high on Hydrocodone. I've posted my stories without any expectation of recompense other than an occasional appreciative comment.
I've been reading some Ken Follette lately; he makes mistakes too. I read an old Larry McMurtry the other day; what a mess, and he gets an occasional Pulitzer! Some of F. Scott Fitzgerald's stuff stinks, but he's considered a giant.
I'm sure you're good at what you really do. The posting on Literotica is just for fun. I enjoy what you post. Please continue. I miss guys like Francis MacComber, Rehnquist, and the Troubador.
Jedd Clampett (carvohi)
It's a five of course. Warts and all it's a five!